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Times Are Changing	By : LuciferDragon Category: S through Z > Transformers (Movie Only) > Transformers (Movie Only) Views: 4016 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: The only characters I own are Icestriker, Jadefire, and Katrina. Everything else belongs to the Transformers movie-verse. I make no money off this fic. It's all in good fun.

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Ratchet dropped his tools in shock. “You what?”
Jadefire flinched. “I said I think, not know. Didn’t know that’s how it happens.”
“It’s not. You’re not. It’s—“ He fumbled over his words, picking up the dropped tools. “You’re absolutely sure you had an exchange of words with him without a comlink?”
“Unless I’m going mad and speaking with myself, then yes.”
Ratchet sputtered for a moment, watching her change out the Energon I.V. “It’s just not how it’s done! Sparks must touch, hence the word ‘sparkbound’. They fuse together, forming one.”
Jadefire frowned. “Never happened. May have accidentally brushed against the spark while repairing the chamber, but nothing else.”
“That wouldn’t do anything without yours touching his.”
“So you see now why I’m asking you. Are there any other ways or forms of this?”
He looked thoughtful for a moment while he placed and aligned the once-missing left leg. “There were rumors long ago. Something about a bond that acts like a sparkbond.”
“Were they ever proven?”
“Obviously not, if they were only rumors. We ran out of time before we could learn all about our sparks.” He began welding the leg back on, temporarily stopping their conversation.
She furrowed her brow in thought. “Hey, Ratch?” she asked once the noise died down.
“What?”
“Does this mean I’m bonded to him?”
“In a way. I suppose it would be something like a bond with a close friend. Just… obviously a bit more behind it for you.” He caught her staring at his old friend’s face, a look of longing evident on her facial plates. “I believe Wheeljack made some records on it, if you’d like to see for yourself.”
She snapped her attention back to the medic. “Thought you needed my help.”
“I might later on. For now, look on the computer for Wheeljack’s reports. As much of a nutjob as he is, he was a genius when it came to the inner workings of us all.”
She gave one last look to the medic before deciding it would benefit her more to gather information. She did what Ratchet had taught her when dealing with the computer, and soon logged in to the databases. She did a query to find all of Wheeljack’s reports, narrowing them down to the ones dealing with only sparks. She saw a few on the normal spark-binding, as well as those created by friends. More on twin sparks, family bindings and links. She browsed through them all before stopping short, finding an untitled report. Spark rushing with anticipation, she opened it and began to read.

“Log 4,080 A. Wheeljack reporting. Through my observations of spark-bindings, I have come across an astounding find.
“Binding without being bound.
“I was at a café in Iacon while overhearing a conversation a femme was having with her companions. Somehow she had bonded with her mech without their sparks actually combining. I introduced myself and asked if they would be willing to help my research. They agreed and met in my lab not long after. I was given the opportunity to examine their sparks, seeing there was indeed a strong link in place. Links such as this have only been seen in official sparkbound couples.
“So what is it?
“The links would dim when they were apart, but grew so much more intense when together. They could communicate like a bounded couple, and exchange emotions.
“The whole thing is perplexing, but hey, it’s Wheeljack here; I live for perplexities!
“I have stored this bonding aside for the time being, since I have yet to find another control group for the experiment. For now, I will label it a subconscious bind. As for how it happens, I can only guess. I can’t even say for sure if it is permanent or temporary.”

Jadefire frantically tried to find more on the report, but it seemed Wheeljack never had the chance to continue his experiments. “Ratchet!”
Ratchet startled, almost singeing off part of Ironhide’s armor. “Primus, Jade, don’t do that!” He then saw her expression and grew concerned. “What did he find?”
“This can’t be permanent! I didn’t—This—“ She clutched a hand to where her Energon converter lay, feeling it pulse faster and faster. “I can’t—“ She held on to the desk behind her while Ratchet rushed over to help her regain her balance.
He glanced over at the open report, seeing the last line. “It could be temporary too. This isn’t set in titanium. Calm yourself.” He felt her stagger. “This won’t help him right now,” he said, nodding to the table. “He can feel what you feel. If you panic, you’ll pull him out of stasis too early.”
She knew it to be true. At least it was for sparkbound couples. As for her situation, she wasn’t sure what in the Pit would happen. He had been unconscious the entire time, and so gave off no emotions that she could pick up on. “I-I know. It’s too much. Just one big mess. This isn’t what I wanted.”
Ratchet got her to sit down before her processor overworked itself. “What have you wanted this whole time?”
Jadefire looked away, slowly calming down. “You know he and my father were best friends, right?”
“Yes, I remember. Him and Jack got along as if they were brothers. Both madly in love with shooting their guns into random asteroid fields.” He looked to her. “Dualpoint considered your father as another son.”
“That’s why, I suppose.” She stared at the examination table, looking at the black armor. “I grew up around him, and so he became some sort of figure to me. I never gave mechs a second glance, because they weren’t like him. Then he…”
The medic frowned. “He what?”
She swallowed, more to steady her frame. “He met Chromia. I knew my chances left with that. I tried to be happy for him, I did. Even when he had his sparklings, I hid behind a smile. Then… then that monster Megatron turned on us all. When ‘Hide stayed behind with Optimus and the rest of you, I thought I’d never see him again.”
“I see. That explains a lot, actually.”
“I always wanted him. From the time I first started looking at mechs as something more than beings loaded with love viruses. Things just… never worked in my favor.” She felt her sadness leaking into the link, and so forced herself to shut it out for the time being. “What my father would think of me, huh?”
Ratchet grinned. “Knowing Jack, he’d probably approve more than you think. Firefly on the other hand…” He trailed off, knowing her mother’s death was still a fresh scar. “See where this takes you. For now, get some more rest. I’ll finish up in here.”
Instead of arguing, as he expected, she agreed.
He watched her leave before resuming his work. “So how much did you hear?”
Ironhide opened his optics and turned them away from the work he was getting on his arm. “A good amount.” He yelped as the iron hit under his armor. “What was that about?”
“What in the Pit have you done?”
His optics snapped back to the medic. “I’ve been in and out of consciousness for days, so you tell me what I could have possibly done.”
“You can’t keep leading her on, you know this!”
“I’m not leading her on!”
“Then what the frag are you—!” He stopped short as Ironhide looked away. “You fragging glitch.”
“Just fix my arm, Ratchet.”
Ratchet wanted to toss the iron down in anger, but took a wiser approach. “You are still sparkbound, yet you went and fell in love, with your best friend’s daughter, of all Autobots. What do you have to say for yourself?”
“I don’t have to defend myself.”
“You damn well do if you want me to reattach this.”
“It just happened, all right?” Ironhide glared angrily at the medic. “You think I wanted any of this? Especially with the possibility that Chromia is still alive? Especially with the fact I’d be sullying Jack’s memory by fucking his daughter? Of how much I’d piss off her brother? I wanted to indulge her silly female fantasies, thinking she just wanted to spend time with someone like me. I originally wasn’t going to indulge her this far.” He looked away again, silence falling upon them once more.
It was only broken by Ratchet resuming his work. “Does she know?”
“No. Best she doesn’t.”
“You can’t hide anymore. She’ll find out sooner or later.”
“Later is a better option.”
“Not always.” He intentionally kept the heat on a fraction of a second too long.
Ironhide clenched his dental plates. “Go walk into an electrical pole.”
“I still say it was tingly.” He eyed him seriously. “She needs to know.”
“Leave it alone.”
“Just friendly advice.” He put the iron down, moving his arm around. “Move your fingers, all of them.” He watched as the weapons master did as he was told. “Good. Anything else your diagnostics say need to be fixed? Besides your head.”
“Shove it. Everything’s clear.”
“Good. Get the frag out.”
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